I asked God to expand my capacity to love others, so He asked me to trade in my complacency for compassion, to replace my fear with curiosity, and to start making room for understanding instead of making excuses for ignorance.
🎃 Hoi! Time to prepare your character for 31 days of suffering™
Okay, since I’m a weak person when it comes to certain types of gore and stuff and no list that I’ve seen on tumblr rubbed me in the right way, I decided to make my own! Feel free to use my creepy list, I’ll be honoured! >w<
There are some songs references, let’s hope you find them all~
ghosts ‘n stuff
claws / declawed
bruises & bitemarks
you are cold on the inside, there is dog in your heart
guts & no glory
dark water, go under
being hunted down / traps in the forest
creeping up / tag you’re it
choking on cigarettes
sticks and stones, break my bones
horror terror /phobia party
take my eyes, take them aside
pretty little psycho / creepy people just my style
i’ve grown tired of this body
dirty night clowns
numb/ desperately safe
beauty killer /violent vanity
bugs inside of your body
light em up, i’m on fire
crunch? cronch?? cromnch???
where did the skin go
resurrection, let me relive mistakes
monster was me all along / now abandon humanity inside you and run free
You.. actually survived? The Goretober? Feel free do some aftermath, If you want! UvU You deserve it: ⦁ Come morning light, you are safe and sound ⦁ b.b.b. -bandages, bandaids and blankets ⦁ Sloppy hugs and soft cuddles and pillows and happy tears ;w; ⦁ peaceful sleep (possibly with someone to keep you safe and warm)
To run cross country you must be stubborn. You cannot bring yourself down. You can’t let the miles phase you. You have to wake up and tell yourself to work harder than you did the day before. You have to make the conscious decision that you value accomplishment over comfort. Anyone can be a runner, but it takes a strong willed person who is willing to run the race on pure guts and 100% heart to be a cross country runner.
At age 5 his Father died.
At age 16 he quit school.
At age 17 he had already lost four jobs.
At age 18 he got married.
Between ages 18 and 22, he was a railroad conductor and failed.
He joined the army and washed out there.
He applied for law school he was rejected.
He became an insurance sales man and failed again.
At age 19 he became a father.
At age 20 his wife left him and took their baby daughter.
He became a cook and dishwasher in a small cafe.
He failed in an attempt to kidnap his own daughter, and eventually he convinced his wife to return home.
At age 65 he retired.
On the 1st day of retirement he received a cheque from the Government for $105.
He felt that the Government was saying that he couldn’t provide for himself.
He decided to commit suicide, it wasn’t worth living anymore; he had failed so much.
He sat under a tree writing his will, but instead, he wrote what he would have accomplished with his life. He realised there was much more that he hadn’t done. There was one thing he could do better than anyone he knew. And that was how to cook.
So he borrowed $87 against his cheque and bought and fried up some chicken using his recipe, and went door to door to sell them to his neighbours in Kentucky.
Remember at age 65 he was ready to commit suicide.
But at age 88 Colonel Sanders, founder of Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC) Empire was a billionaire.
Moral of the story: Attitude. It’s never too late to start all over.
MOST IMPORTANLY, IT’S ALL ABOUT YOUR ATTITUDE. NEVER GIVE UP NO MATTER HOW HARD IT GETS.
You have what it takes to be successful. Go for it and make a difference. No guts no glory. It’s never too old to dream.